Another
wasted glance
Just go ask
her to dance
Ripe like a
spring flower
Yet you’re gonna
be a coward
With
intentions unknown
You blend
like a stone
Thus
tonight’s escapade
Ain’t
getting you laid
While that
fifth glass of wine
Makes them
all look fine
You’ll step
on some toes
But we’ll
see where it goes
So you think
you’ve got swag
But you
missed her red flag
When her
eyes flashed alarm
As you
tickled her arm
And though
she’s not the gal
You
initially prowled
She’s got
enough glamour
To bring
down your standards
Just looking
for fun
Or is she
the one
It’s the
wrong place and time
To straddle
that line
Should have
had a bouquet
But it’s rum
you display
Maybe it’s
her taste
But it seems
like a waste
So go on and shake
She’ll
be gone when you wake
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